The Cape Rouge, Port of Fandom and beyond, Saturday

[betterthanaplan]

It was Spring Break, or would be soon. The island would be all but deserted as the school headed off on their trip, and so Duke and his partners had plans to set out on one of their own. They were taking this love -- er, arrangement -- boat to the Caribbean. Palm trees and warm sand and no people or responsibilities for days!

Duke had the Rouge all fueled up and ready, stocked with all the provisions they'd need for a nice, romantic get away. All he needed now were his traveling companions.

[For the partners, and probably some slow play!]

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[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer had spent the night on Samsara, as he'd planned; he'd taken a bag and several suits with him on his way back from the club last night.

He had the suits slung over his back in their protective bags as he stepped aboard the Rouge. "Excellent weather to leave," he announced.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia followed a step or two behind Lucifer, with just the one humble backpack hanging over one shoulder. That she'd only found out last night that they were heading out today didn't really matter - wasn't like she had much to pack, either way.

Especially since she had a lot of stuff (relatively speaking) already on the Rouge.

She gave Duke a little wave as she crossed onto the ship.

[betterthanaplan]

They'd only decided to leave last night, anyway. They were impromptu people, living by the seats of their pants.

Duke swung down from the wheelhouse to meet them, reaching out to give them each a quick kiss. "How'd you sleep?" he asked whichever one of them would answer.

So . . . Lucifer.

[my_own_advocate]

"The Samsara's not getting any more comfortable," Lucifer said dryly, "But I slept decently enough."

He cast Octavia a glance.

[okteiviakom]

"It was fine," Octavia said, as if there was any other option, as she gave Lucifer about half an eyeroll.

She also leaned against Duke's side kind of a lot.

[betterthanaplan]

Duke looped his arm casually over her shoulder. "Whelp, ship's ready whenever you guys are. Forecast looks good, so we're not on any sort of time table."

[my_own_advocate]

"Which is just the way I like my vacations," Lucifer said, grinning.

His hands were full of luggage, so rather than joining them in that cuddle-up, he pressed a kiss against Duke's cheek and walked past him. "Just going to put this away."

[okteiviakom]

"I think we're ready to go, snogon," Octavia noted, looping her own arm around Duke's waist.

She knew she was ready to go. Not that she was running away, but --

Look, yesterday had been close to too much.

[betterthanaplan]

"Awesome." Duke dropped a kiss on the top of her head. "You want to help cast off, or would you rather hang out and watch?"

[okteiviakom]

"I can help."

She wasn't going to be of much help with most things related to going on this trip, so she'd do what she could to feel useful.

[betterthanaplan]

"Cool." Duke gave her a quick squeeze. "You want to handle the docking ropes?"

[okteiviakom]

"I can do that."

To say she wanted to seemed like a stretch. Or maybe just irrelevant. (Yes, even though that was just a saying.)

Octavia gave him a little squeeze back, then pulled away. The sooner they got started, the sooner they'd be on their way.

[betterthanaplan]

Duke watched her go, then started back towards the wheelhouse.

"Anchors aweigh, Luce!"

[my_own_advocate]

"What on Earth does that even mean!" Lucifer hollered from below decks.

[okteiviakom]

"Means we're leaving!" Octavia hollered back.

What? He'd asked. Anyway, she was getting the ropes.

[betterthanaplan]

Duke laughed. "Exactly," he called. "So try not to fall over!"

[my_own_advocate]

"I'm not going to fall over," Lucifer announced, indignant, right as he got back up on the main deck.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia snorted, but said nothing.

Bit busy doing something useful, here.

[betterthanaplan]

"Glad to hear it," Duke said, leaning out the side of the wheelhouse. "Tavi, let me know when you're ready!"

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer rolled his eyes, gripping on tight to whatever he could while-- heading up to the wheelhouse, yeah.

He was not about to try to contribute here.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia had done this a couple of times before, anyway. And had some related practice with her own boat, too.

There was one last rope, and then --

"All good, Duke!"

[betterthanaplan]

"Alright. Shipping out!" Duke flashed Lucifer a grin and started the Rouge's engine and slowly pulling her away from the dock.

The porgs on the deck waved to the porgs on the docks, throwing little porg confetti.

[my_own_advocate]

"There's something seriously wrong with those birds," Lucifer muttered, hanging back as he eyed the dock as they slowly pulled away from it.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia made no move towards the wheelhouse, and didn't pay much attention to the porgs. Instead, she parked herself by the starboard gunwale.

This was the best part. The breeze through her hair and the movement of the ship underneath her feet.

[betterthanaplan]

Duke nudged Lucifer and gestured to her with a soppy smile a grin.

"Nice to see her starting to relax a little," he said softly, steering the ship towards the mouth of the port.